Chapter 126 - - 126 Unpredictable Simulation Field_1

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Nan Youlong brought Duge to a place called Cloudy City.

Of course.

Liang Fei and Liang Le stayed behind; when they were assigned to Duge, they had already become Duge’s personal property.

In Cloudy City, Duge experienced a level of luxury he had never felt in his two lifetimes.

There were glittering casinos;

Intoxicating entertainment venues with sweet-voiced singers, comedians who could make you laugh heartily, and all sorts of fragrant and mellow fine wines;

Orchards spanning several hectares with a variety of fresh fruits…

There were racecourses, fighting arenas, and racetracks;

There were adrenaline-pumping boxing matches and no-holds-barred combat fights…

As Nan Youlong said, here, whatever you can and can’t think of, you can experience, Cloudy City didn’t impose any restrictions on him;

The small canteen of No. 42 Middle School was nothing more than a pigsty compared to this place, the Celebration Building that Yin Erchuan and others often visited was just an ordinary little restaurant.

The people on the streets had happy smiles on their faces, content and comfortable as if the numb masses outside, the warriors on the four-group Alien Battlefield, and the scarcity of resources caused by the elimination of three groups had nothing to do with this place…

If Duge had first traveled to this place, he would have probably been too happy to think of home, not wanting to struggle and fight anymore.

Behind the red doors wine and meat rot, while out on the roads lie the bones of the frozen dead.

The upper class indulges in extravagant lives, while the lower class struggles to get by on the brink of subsistence.

Once a resource crisis appears, the cycle examination system is initiated.

The elites of the whole world are selected to serve them, earning the opportunity to continue surviving…

And the surviving elites continue to enjoy a life of luxury.

Qiyuan Star is beyond saving.

After enjoying a few days in Cloudy City, Duge came to such a conclusion.

Maybe at the beginning, Qiyuan Star wanted to resist, but two hundred years of hopeless enslavement is enough to change a civilization from within.

Nan Youlong’s so-called ’two hundred years, we haven’t just done nothing’ is probably just a slogan now.

Perhaps one day, if Pan-Universe Entertainment really packs up and leaves, they will still maintain the life they have now…

To rejuvenate a civilization, unless there is a great revolution or a complete turnover.

Of course, the premise is to drive away the spaceship looming over the head of Qiyuan Star.

After seeing the true face of Qiyuan Star, even though Liang Fei and Liang Le did everything they could, Duge still insisted on using birth control; he did not wish for his offspring to die for this decaying civilization.

Moreover.

Liang Fei and Liang Le were essentially tools sent by Qiyuan Star to control him.

Compared to Qiyuan Star, the simulation seemed more like a real world of flesh and blood.

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A month later.

Nan Youlong came to pick up Duge.

On the plane.

Nan Youlong looked at Duge, his eyes filled with admiration, “How was this month for you?”

“Pretty good,” Duge smiled and poured himself a cup of water, but he ignored Nan Youlong sitting opposite him.

Nan Youlong didn’t mind, he chuckled and said, “Duge, I’ve hosted over a dozen geniuses like you. Some from elite academies, some from civilian academies. After being influenced by Cloudy City, some completely sank, some were seething with discontent, there were even those who cursed loudly, complaining about the unfairness of this world. You are the most special one, expressing your dissatisfaction with me simply by not pouring me water. Too calm, if I hadn’t seen your resume, I would hardly believe you came from a civilian academy, truly a genius who could even break the simulation!”

Duge was taken aback.

“That’s right, Cloudy City is indeed meant for you to experience a different life, but it is also a test,” Nan Youlong stretched out his hand to Duge with a smile, “We wouldn’t be so foolish as to build such a city just to court criticism. The warriors who ascend the Alien Battlefield must be the best of the best, never losing their core in any environment. Congratulations, you’ve passed again.”

Duge glanced at him, unresponsive.

Nan Youlong gracefully withdrew his hand, glanced at Liang Fei and Liang Le behind Duge, and sighed, “I know you have an unyielding spirit in your heart, the reason we always have civilian academies is because we are afraid that one day, the people of Qiyuan Star will become accustomed to this kind of life and forget their hatred for Pan-Universe Entertainment. Duge, you really should leave your offspring behind, the Alien Battlefield is truly dangerous.”

“I have my own plans,” Duge said. He was too lazy to discern whether Nan Youlong was telling the truth or not, all he wanted now was to use every means possible to escape this world and live a normal life.

“We respect your choice,” Nan Youlong smiled and pushed the glass of water Duge had poured toward him. “In the next simulation, focus on the keywords. After all, we will tailor our training to your understanding of the keywords and correct some of your bad habits in using them.”

That same old saying, only when you have power will the truth of the world unfold before you, and you will be able to remodel this world to your heart’s desire. Just like Hua Guyun."

“Hmm,” Duge nodded noncommittally.

“I have some unfortunate news for you—the entire Ding team has been wiped out,” Nan Youlong sighed and said to Duge, “If we cannot ensure the victory of two teams next year, then in the latter half of the year, at least one hundred million people on Qiyuan Star will die. So, make the most of this simulation. It’s your last chance to train yourself. In the elite simulations, you will face opponents at your own level, gaining more experience and spiritual power. Don’t get eliminated right from the start.”

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The plane landed on an estate.

This was just an ordinary estate, but still beautifully constructed with water, trees, flowers, and pavilions, and there were soldiers on duty outside.

Nan Youlong told Duge that if he could come back alive from the Alien Battlefield, this would be his home. If he returned from the Alien Battlefield four times, he would truly enter the power core of Qiyuan Star and take part in national affairs.

Two days later.

Duge lay down in the simulation pod, his very own private pod.

This time, there were no assessment prompts, and after a countdown of five four three two one—

A feeling of weightlessness came over him, and Duge once again found himself within a transparent bubble. He opened his eyes and looked down upon the world.

Then.

He was completely stunned.

What met his eyes

was a vast, endless sea. Aside from the occasional seabird flying across the sky, he could see nothing else. Surrounding him were more than ten transparent bubbles, likely other elite competitors.

Suddenly.

The bubbles began to randomly drift for five minutes.

Duge stayed inside his bubble, desperately searching for land.

But apart from water, it was still just water, and the occasional small islands he spotted were also uninhabited.

At that moment.

Duge finally understood what was meant by the cruelty of the simulation.

To hell with Nan Youlong!

What do you mean spiritual power isn’t important?

In a place where he couldn’t even find a body to possess, without the protective shield for his soul, it wouldn’t be long before his soul dissipated, naturally eliminating him from the competition.

In previous simulations, with a starting elimination rate of sixty percent, a large part of that must have been those who couldn’t find a body to possess, right?

You surely can’t take over a seabird!

The five minutes hastily passed by.

The protective shield disappeared.

Duge had no desire to stake out others any longer. In this vast sea where no one could be found, lying in wait for others was tantamount to seeking death.

He looked around and chose a direction, turning into a streak of light as he flew straight toward it.

Thankfully, the speed of the soul was fast enough.

Ten minutes later.

Duge finally saw a pirate ship with a skull flag flying above it on the ocean’s surface.

Beyond the pirate ship, there were no other ships.

The growth of keywords lies in influence, and even more in people. One pirate ship clearly could not satisfy the rapid growth of the keywords.

Although Duge’s soul could still sustain him in this world for an hour, he did not want to search the vast sea for another target. If he chose the wrong direction and was still at sea after an hour, being eliminated would be a real embarrassment.

Starting with a ship, a dozen or so people.

Indeed, the simulation was filled with unpredictability.

If he wanted to find a chance to live on the Alien Battlefield, he must force himself to adapt to various starting scenarios.

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